Please Don't Be A Psychopath|| Joel Pimentel||

Chapter 2

-Rosalina Point of view-

That night when my belly was filled with pepperoni slices and happiness. Lola and Marshmallow the cat where cuddled up next to me in my bed. The tv still playing the dramatic music of the scary movie we had just finished watching.

Still too lazy to get up and turn the tv off, I dozed off to sleep. But all I could see were those beautiful brown orbs and those soft curls that I wanted to play with. Slowly in the distance, I could hear a voice screaming at me. I was than in my aunts house sitting with my little cousin watching a video. As I looked closer at the video, I could see it was a group of boys dancing and my cousin screaming CNCO.

"Rosa you okay" a voice said as it shook my shoulder lightly. My eyes shot open making me sit up, my breath uneven and my heart racing. I looked around noticing it was still night time, the tv was now turned off and Lola was squeezing my hand. She gave me a worried look making me squeeze her hand and give her a reassuring smile. She nodded and fell back onto her pillow.

"CNCO" I said lowly to myself, trying to remember who exactly that was. My eyes widened as I remembered they are a boy band my little cousin adores. But why did I have a dream about that, I grabbed a hold of my phone that was on the nightstand and searched it up.

What showed up was, yes they were a boy band but as my eyes narrowed down to the pictures. I realized that those were the boys at the beach and the boy I thought was a psychopath was not.

I mean I could never be so sure but I knew it wasn't J but Joel Pimentel.

Now it's coming to me,

1.The girls running to the pier was no zombie apocalypse.
2.They were all well hidden with the clothes they were wearing.
3. He kept cutting himself off, there was no baby shower but a concert.

But how didn't I notice them, I mean I was never attached to them when I was younger but I was aware of them because of my cousin. Did I forget who they were, how can I be so stupid. that's why they were looking at me like that.

That's why he looked sad when I didn't know who he was. What the heck, have I been living under a rock or something.

I put my phone slowly back onto the nightstand and laid down as I pushed my head into the comfort of my pillow. I stared at the white ceiling and sighed. "I can't go on a date with him" it would be crazy, I thought. Like was this a bet or does he normally go up to girls and ask them on a date without knowing them. Are they even allowed to date, I mean they can but isn't it restricted. I don't want to be hated by their fans or harassed by cameras.

"I mean you did feel sparks"My subconscious whispered making me bite my lip. It was true who feels fucking sparks if it isn't with their soulmate or something.

This has to be a joke because he hasn't even texted not that I have checked or anything.

"Just go to sleep Rosalina, just got to fucking sleep"I told myself as I took a breath and shut my eyes but I wasn't even one minute in when my phone vibrated. I froze and pulled the covers over my head. I brought Marshmallow to my chest and hugged her, hearing her grunt softly.

This can't be happening, I closed my eyes even tighter when I heard it vibrate again. "It's probably an email or something"I whispered to Marshmallow and closed my eyes, finally going to sleep as I ignored the fact that I met a famous boy band and one of them asked me to go on a date.

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•The next morning•

"Rosalina levantate ya" The voice of Lola sounded distant but close as the bed shook up and down violently. I groaned and moved around trying to escape her torture but her legs trapped me in on both sides. I pushed the covers away from my face, my eyes still closed as I crossed my arms across my chest and groaned loudly.